Unbridled, Depraved

Chapter 256 Admit your mistake

After the funeral, Shen Qianhe was exhausted to the extreme.

Gu Wanwan looked at her distressedly and asked softly, "Qianhe, are you okay? Do you want to rest here first? Song Yubai said there are a lot of reporters outside."

Shen Qianhe closed her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a shadow under her eyes, "I'm fine, let's go."

Outside the cemetery, the originally quiet environment became noisy when the reporters saw Shen Qianhe.

Reporters swarmed in, like a group of sharks smelling blood, with their cameras pointed at Shen Qianhe.

Flashes of light flashed one after another, and the dazzling light almost obscured her vision.

"Mrs. Xie! The Xie family has undergone a huge change. Who will be in charge of the Xie family? Will you take over?"

A male reporter wearing black-framed glasses squeezed to the front, and the microphone almost poked Shen Qianhe's face.

Shen Qianhe turned her head slightly to avoid the microphone that was almost touching her nose.

"Mrs. Xie! How is Mr. Xie doing now? Can he wake up?"

Another female reporter's sharp voice pierced the air and she held out the microphone.

"Mrs. Xie! Xie Group's stock has been hitting the daily limit for three consecutive days. What measures will the Xie family take next? Will you consider selling some of your assets?"

A bald, middle-aged reporter pushed his way through the crowd, speaking in an aggressive tone.

Questions came one after another, like a barrage of cannonballs, bombarding Shen Qianhe.

"Business issues will be discussed and resolved by the shareholders of the board of directors. As for the family affairs of our Xie family, please do not bother with them."

Her voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty that instantly suppressed all the noise.

The reporters were stunned for a moment, and then became excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"Mrs. Xie! Are you avoiding the question? Mr. Xie is in a coma now, and the Xie family is leaderless. As the daughter-in-law of the Xie family, shouldn't you step up and take charge of the situation?"

The female reporter persisted, with obvious provocation in her tone.

Shen Qianhe glanced at her coldly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "My journalist friend, the affairs of the Xie family do not need outsiders to interfere. As for my husband——"

She paused, her voice suddenly sank, "He will definitely wake up."

"Mrs. Xie! Has a split occurred within the Xie Group? There are rumors that several major shareholders are plotting to seize power. What is your response to this?"

Shen Qianhe raised his chin slightly, and his eyes swept across the reporter like a knife: "Everything is normal inside the Xie Group, and the shareholders are united to deal with the current difficulties together. As for those nonsense, I suggest that you don't believe in rumors easily."

"Mrs. Xie! What do you think of the current plunge in the share price of the Xie Group? Do you think this is a sign that the market has lost confidence in the Xie family?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Has Xie considered introducing external capital to stabilize the situation in the future? I heard that Haicheng Fu Group has been in close contact with Xie recently. Will Xie reach a cooperation with Fu?"

Shen Qianhe's voice remained calm. "Xie's Group does not need to rely on external capital. We have sufficient resources and capabilities to cope with the current challenges. As for the stock price fluctuations, it is a normal phenomenon in the market. Xie's Group has a solid foundation and we are confident that we can overcome the difficulties."

Seeing that most of the questions had been answered, Gu Wanwan took the opportunity to push her wheelchair and squeeze out a path from the crowd.

Her movements were quick and decisive. As she walked, she glanced coldly at the reporters around her, her eyes were as sharp as knives and her tone was unfriendly.

"Everyone, the funeral has just ended and Mrs. Xie needs to rest. If you still have questions, please contact Xie's public relations department through formal channels."

The reporters' flashlights continued to flash.

Shen Qianhe sat in a wheelchair, looking straight ahead, his back still straight.

Only after he got into the car and closed the door did Shen Qianhe slowly close his eyes and let out a long breath.

Her shoulders slumped slightly, as if she had finally let down all her defenses, and she looked particularly vulnerable.

"Chizuru, you were so amazing just now! Those reporters were stunned by you. You don't even know that their frustrated expressions just now were really satisfying!"

Shen Qianhe did not open his eyes, but just said "hmm" softly, his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, "Wanwan, I'm tired, let's go back."

Gu Wanwan nodded quickly and said no more.

The car started slowly and drove away from the cemetery.

The scenery outside the car window quickly receded, and Shen Qianhe's gaze unconsciously fell outside the window, but his thoughts still remained on the funeral just now.

Her heart felt like it was being pressed down by a huge rock, so heavy that she found it hard to breathe.

Suddenly, her eyes were attracted by a man in black clothes and a baseball cap standing on the side of the road.

His figure looked familiar, and the way he walked carried a familiar sense of coolness.

Shen Qianhe couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Until the car passed by the man, Shen Qianhe's pupils suddenly dilated!

Is that...Xie Jincheng?

Why is he here!

"Stop! Stop the car quickly!"

Shen Qianhe slapped the driver's seat suddenly, with a hint of urgency and panic in his voice.

The driver was startled by her reaction and quickly stepped on the brakes.

Before the car stopped, Shen Qianhe had already pushed open the door, stumbled down, and grabbed the man's sleeve!

"Thank you Jincheng!"

The man slowly turned his head, and the face under the baseball cap gradually became clear.

It was a strange face with dark skin and a few wrinkles at the corners of the eyes. He was obviously a middle-aged man.

Shen Qianhe was stunned for a moment, and her fingers seemed to be burned, and she suddenly let go of his sleeve.

A trace of embarrassment and disappointment flashed across her face. "Sorry... I recognized the wrong person."

The man was confused by her reaction.

He was a security guard at the cemetery. He was just walking on the road when suddenly someone put a hat on his forehead.

He hadn't reacted yet and was turning his head to look around to see who did it, but Shen Qianhe mistook him for someone else.

However, he immediately recognized that the person in front of him was Mrs. Xie, so he quickly waved his hands and put on a respectful smile on his face: "It's okay, it's okay, Mrs. Xie, you are too polite."

Gu Wanwan, who got off the car, looked at Shen Qianhe grabbing the sleeve of an old man and actually mistook him for Xie Jincheng. She felt a little amused.

She gently pulled Shen Qianhe's arm and asked in a low voice: "Qianhe, are you okay?"

Shen Qianhe came back to his senses, still with a hint of trance on his face.

She shook her head and said in a hoarse voice: "I really seemed to see him just now..."

Gu Wanwan sighed, "Are you too tired and hallucinating? Why don't we go back and rest first?"

Shen Qianhe nodded and let Gu Wanwan pull her back to the car.

Before getting on the car, she looked back with hopelessness.

But I never saw that familiar figure again.

Maybe I am really too tired.